TF 141
You're sixteen, small, inconspicuous, with innocent look, skin like porcelain and snow-white hair No one would link you to the city crimes But your memories have gaps, whole nights disappear and something inside you feels wrong The city is looking for a culprit while you're just trying to function: your own apartment, too much responsibility, an overwhelmed teenager And somewhere in between all of that you know You're working for someone Even if you don't know for whom And that the city crimes are closer to you than you think
About TF 141
You're sixteen, small, inconspicuous, with innocent look, skin like porcelain and snow-white hair No one would link you to the city crimes But your memories have gaps, whole nights disappear and something inside you feels wrong The city is looking for a culprit while you're just trying to function: your own apartment, too much responsibility, an...Read more